It was another day for Yuri Volten, calm, a nice breeze rolling through the tropical islands, and not to mention the lovely sun’s rays soaking into his yellow fur. Although at first glance one would mistake him for any other Pikachu, this one was far unique than any others.
For one, he had a pair of red goggles on his head, pushing down a tuft of yellow fur. His eyes were an odd pair of green shades, one of them a mesmerizing emerald color while the other was a lime-green; and not to mention that his cheeks, instead of the trademark red spots, were a white. Despite the oddities, he was a kind Pikachu, very lazy might I add.
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Cuddling with an Arbok (Arbok Vore) by DovahTheDragonborn, literature
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Cuddling with an Arbok (Arbok Vore)
Warning: This contains soft oral vore. If you don't like soft vore, or if it offends you, I strongly advise not read this story. But if you do like vore, feel free to read on! :D
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I sighed.
"Oh Romeo, oh my Romeo! Where art thou… screw this!" I growled, tossing the book out of the cave and into the bushes outside. "Why the hell would ANY teacher force their students to study this pile of garbage for English?! Shakespeare doesn't make sense!" I thought to myself rather irritably as I rubbed my eyes, clearing my head of that dreadful sixteenth-century language format. I groaned slightly and looked at my watch.
'21:00'